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Light a candle

For the soldiers

Going off to war

To help guide them home

So they never lose their way

Let them see the flame

And come home safe



Light a candle

For all of the lost

Never forget them

Let them come home soon

To those that love them

And cry tears they are gone

See the glow and come home soon



Light a candle

Never let it flicker

Never let that flame die

The soul sees the burning light

And knows it is always there

For should that flame go out

The soul is lost in darkness









copyright Chris Smith 28th October 2009
You were there for me
For as long as I can remember
And even though we disagree
I’m glad we’ve stuck together all these years

You were there for me
When I fell off my bike
And scraped my knee
You helped me out and brought me home safe

You were there for me
When I had my first kiss
When I was so filled with glee
You celebrated and was so happy for me

You were there for me
After my first relationship
When it ended badly
You cheered me up and said it’d be okay

You were there for me
When I got in trouble with my parents
And I could always guarantee
I could stay with you in those cases

You were there for me
On our first vacation
When we got lost out at sea
And I thought we’d be gone forever
(Thankfully it was only a little while)

You were always there for me
And I cannot thank you enough for that
Together, we’re happy as can be
Thank you for being there for me
© August 7, 2010. Shanna Howse.
I saw her crying in the window
It is none of my business to ask why
I guess it is the reason you are here
Drinking your sorrows at this bar, my friend

I've known you both for so many years now
Neither of you have ever had a cross word
You are the heart and soul of what is love
Drinking to hope it goes away never works

I'm guessing all that pressure at work you have
It is getting you and it is dragging you down
But as a man, you believe you have to carry that burden
To never share it with her to cause her to worry

Dry those tears that are starting to fall, my friend
You know she will forgive you, go and talk to her
You married through good and bad, share it now
She is the one keeping you strong, be strong for her

Remember that she loves you, she always will
You love her for she is your World, my friend
Remember that she loves you, her heart is yours
Go home to her, hold and kiss away the tears she cries
copyright Chris Smith 2010
I wish you were a liquid
I could extract you from my veins
and never have to see
your pretty face again

or if you were a song
stuck so deeply in my head
I would just have to play
a different song instead

maybe a scent
stuck deep within my nose
I'd could just go outside
and smell a garden rose

even a dream
had deep within the night
I would just wake myself up
out of sheer fright

but sadly you're a scar
cast deep upon my heart
growing deeper
as we stay apart
© Morgan Percy 2010
Sprawled out on the floor
Clenching the syringe
Wished I thought through before
I could have put it to better use

I remember what you said
There were so many emotions
I should’ve removed them instead
Then I’d be empty again

No love and no hate
I wouldn’t feel anything
My heart would sedate
For then I’d be hollow

But I used it for wrong
Pulsing through my veins
So much feeling, so strong
A feeling I do not want

You played with my emotions
You’re why I lay here now
Floating in black oceans
...I never learned to swim
© August 6, 2010. Shanna Howse.
I hate hearing your name,
Seeing your face,
Listening to your voice,

I hate asking how you are,
What you’re up to nowadays,
Pretending I even care anymore,

I hate hearing about the things you make,
Your accomplishments and ambitions,
About all of your favorite things to do,

I hate making small talk with you,
That you keep dead conversations going,
Filling the silences I don’t want to fill,

I hate how you think my friends are yours,
That they like you more than me,
That you’re winning them over,

I hate that you talk like I never existed,
Like we never shared a history,
Like you never loved me at all,

I hate that I miss that part of you
The part that I never could hate
Even though after everything, I should.
© August 3, 2010. Shanna Howse.
Look in the mirror
And staring back at me
Is a reflection of a lonely girl
An empty girl only I can see

Too thin, fragile and petite
She’s hiding herself away
From everything around her
Pretending she’s okay

Across her face is exhaustion
Hiding in her eyes are her fears
Etched in her wrist is pain
She’s weaker than she appears

She’s pleading for help
Screaming out loud
But no one can see her
She’s invisible in a crowd

Broken and shattered
Her skin is so hollow
There’s nothing left to her
Drowning in sorrow

Destined to leave this world
She needs to find a way out
She couldn’t make a difference
The world could do without

She has nothing left;
No sanity left to corrupt
She holds razor to vein
Feels the wave of darkness erupt
© August 1, 2010. Shanna Howse.

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